July 19 ~ Tuesday ~ After 6th Hour
Shuichi exited the school building right after the last class hour had let out. He didn't know if there were any club meetings today and frankly didn't care to go. He would go once the second trimester started. Until then, he had planned on getting home immediately to begin his research.
He walked to the school gate and stopped, checking the streets for the familiar car that belonged to his cousin and watcher, Kiyokata. He had drove Shuichi to school in the morning, but had never mentioned picking him up once school had let up. Sighing, an annoyed Shuichi began his walk home since the car was no where in sight.
His feet felt heavy as he walked down the sidewalk; his bag even heavier, filled with summer break homework. He glared angrily at anyone who bumped into him and tried to forge his way through large crowds, but found himself shoved aside due to his height.
Arriving sometime later at the company housing complex (and in an even worse mood), Shuichi stormed up the stairs to his floor. He ignored the greetings he received from his neighbors. Most of them were just trying to suck up to their boss through his son.
Once inside his apartment, he tossed his shoes off and headed towards the study room. He noted that Kiyokata wasn't there and assumed he was out shopping. --At least that means I'll have more privacy--
He shut the door securily behind him and went to turn the computer on. He left the lights off; the computer screen would give off any lighting he needs. Once his fingers hit the keyboard, he showed his 'Wolf' personality. He typed quickly and got to the point. He accessed the school network within mere seconds. Something he could give thanks to his training for. The subject of his search: Sawada. More importantly, Leo Sawada.
He smiled as information flashed on the screen, reflected on his glasses. His knowledge on the fifteen year old boy increased somewhat. Mainly things about how he was staying at an apartment by himself.
An hour passed. Shuichi's eyes remained focused on the screen. He had stopped looking up information on Leo and was now focused on the Sawada family. As he seeped up information, mainly thanks to his northern training, who believed technology was the best way to go. However it never mentioned the Sawada's had anything to do with the Yakuza. --Maybe they keep that fact hidden. Don't know why though. I'd want my name to be known.-- Shuichi was sure though that this was the same Sawada family that his Father had once ago mentioned during a dinner party.
He kept some information. Carefully selecting information he thought would prove useful and placing them on disks. He heard the apartment door open and close. He would continue his search later, along with searching for information about other classmates. First, though, he needed to make plans to meet with his Father to report on his findings.
He removed the disk from the computer. He planned on moving it into the room that he often dinned in. There, he would place it under one of the tatami mats that lined the room. It wasn't that good of a hiding place, but it would have to do before Shuichi set up some security measures in the house.
He left the dark room to greet his cousin. At least he was in a better mood now.
He walked to the school gate and stopped, checking the streets for the familiar car that belonged to his cousin and watcher, Kiyokata. He had drove Shuichi to school in the morning, but had never mentioned picking him up once school had let up. Sighing, an annoyed Shuichi began his walk home since the car was no where in sight.
His feet felt heavy as he walked down the sidewalk; his bag even heavier, filled with summer break homework. He glared angrily at anyone who bumped into him and tried to forge his way through large crowds, but found himself shoved aside due to his height.
Arriving sometime later at the company housing complex (and in an even worse mood), Shuichi stormed up the stairs to his floor. He ignored the greetings he received from his neighbors. Most of them were just trying to suck up to their boss through his son.
Once inside his apartment, he tossed his shoes off and headed towards the study room. He noted that Kiyokata wasn't there and assumed he was out shopping. --At least that means I'll have more privacy--
He shut the door securily behind him and went to turn the computer on. He left the lights off; the computer screen would give off any lighting he needs. Once his fingers hit the keyboard, he showed his 'Wolf' personality. He typed quickly and got to the point. He accessed the school network within mere seconds. Something he could give thanks to his training for. The subject of his search: Sawada. More importantly, Leo Sawada.
He smiled as information flashed on the screen, reflected on his glasses. His knowledge on the fifteen year old boy increased somewhat. Mainly things about how he was staying at an apartment by himself.
An hour passed. Shuichi's eyes remained focused on the screen. He had stopped looking up information on Leo and was now focused on the Sawada family. As he seeped up information, mainly thanks to his northern training, who believed technology was the best way to go. However it never mentioned the Sawada's had anything to do with the Yakuza. --Maybe they keep that fact hidden. Don't know why though. I'd want my name to be known.-- Shuichi was sure though that this was the same Sawada family that his Father had once ago mentioned during a dinner party.
He kept some information. Carefully selecting information he thought would prove useful and placing them on disks. He heard the apartment door open and close. He would continue his search later, along with searching for information about other classmates. First, though, he needed to make plans to meet with his Father to report on his findings.
He removed the disk from the computer. He planned on moving it into the room that he often dinned in. There, he would place it under one of the tatami mats that lined the room. It wasn't that good of a hiding place, but it would have to do before Shuichi set up some security measures in the house.
He left the dark room to greet his cousin. At least he was in a better mood now.